Chapter One: Are You My Father?
The young blonde woman stepped out of the taxi. Handing the taxi driver some change, she slammed the door behind her muttering: "Smell you later, Stinky."
'Welcome to Port Charles,' the blonde thought. She sighed. There was something in this town that sent chills down her spine. Her father lived here before he came to live with her mother and her. but that was before. he died.
Taking a look around her, she spotted a quaint diner to her left. Picking up her suitcase, she looked at the sign. "Kelly's," she said quietly. Shrugging, she opened the door and entered.
She took a seat in the corner of the restaurant and looked around. It wasn't quite busy this hour. The girl looked down at her watch. Laughing quietly to herself, she thought, 'It shouldn't be. It's almost midnight!'
A brunette came to the table holding a pad of paper. Smiling, she asked, "What can I get for you today?"
The blonde shook her head, "Nothing but coffee. Black, please."
The brunette nodded, writing the order down on her pad. Looking at the girl, she asked, "You new in town?"
The blonde nodded politely, "Yeah. Actually, I'm looking for a place to stay. Do you know any places that are cheap?"
The brunette nodded, "Actually, upstairs we have rooms. I'll go get the owner for you and she can rent you a room." The brunette started to turn around when she quickly said, "I'm Elizabeth by the way."
The blonde smiled, "Thanks, I'm Courtney."
Elizabeth smiled and walked away. Soon returning with her coffee, Elizabeth also brought Bobbie with her.
"Courtney, this is Bobbie. She's the owner of this place," Elizabeth said, introducing the two.
Courtney smiled at the red head, "It's nice to meet you, Bobbie."
Bobbie smiled, "The pleasure's mine. I heard you were looking for a room."
"Yes. Do you have any vacancy?" Courtney asked the nice woman politely.
Bobbie nodded, "Yes, we do. And can I ask you something?"
"Shoot," Courtney said.
"We're looking for a new waitress here, do you think you could manage?" Bobbie asked hopefully.
Courtney looked down at her coffee and laughed a little, "You must have been reading my mind because I was just about to ask you that. I'd love to waitress here! I really need a job!"
Bobbie clapped her hands together, "Great! Here's you keys. Your room 3." She handed Courtney her room keys and walked back behind the counter.
Courtney smiled to herself. Leaving some change on her table for her coffee, she made her way up to her room. It was a small room, but quite cozy. Looking out the window, she sighed. She was looking out on the pier. What a great view it was!
Depositing her bag on the floor, she sat on the bed. Realizing how exhausted she was, she decided that she would go to bed. Finding out what type of man her father was would come tomorrow. Right now, she needed her rest.
The next morning.
Courtney walked down the stairs and quickly put on her apron. Smiling at Elizabeth, she greeted, "Good morning. I'm sorry I'm late. I had rough night last night!"
Elizabeth waved her hand, "It's still early. The crowd doesn't usually come until nine-thirty."
Courtney nodded. She wasn't sure if she trusted the whole polite act that this Elizabeth girl was playing. Shaking the thought out of her head, she looked up as she heard someone enter. She nearly fainted when she saw him.
He was about six-feet tall - give or take - with the most amazing body. Through his shirt, she could see how the ripples where beneath his washboard stomach was. His hair was light brown and spiked and his eyes were amazing. Even from the place she stood, she could see how amazingly blue they were. She saw him nod and smile at Elizabeth.
Quickly she turned to the brunette and asked, "Who is that?"
Elizabeth looked at Courtney strangely. Snapping, she told her, "That's Jason Morgan."
Courtney was taken aback by Elizabeth's rudeness. "Whoa! Did I hit a nerve? I just think he's drop dead gorgeous!" Courtney said, laughing a little.
Elizabeth shook her head, not laughing, "He's my boyfriend."
Courtney nearly choked on her coffee that she had poured herself. "Your what?!"
"What wrong, sweetie? Can't have him?" The petite brunette sneered.
Courtney shook her head, "He just. I don't know. doesn't look like the type that would fall for someone like you." She was already not liking the woman in front of her.
"Let's cut the crap, Courtney. Why did you really come to this town? I mean there's not much in Port Charles," Elizabeth asked her, folding her arms across her chest.
Courtney exhaled loudly, "Because I'm here to find out on some family that I left behind."
"Like who," Elizabeth scoffed leaning on the counter.
Courtney shrugged, "My dead father, Mike Corbin."
Elizabeth's mouth dropped, "Mike?"
Courtney smiled sarcastically, "Yeah, genius! I just said that!"
Elizabeth shook her head, "Oh Courtney, Mike's not dead. He's very much alive." Elizabeth pointed to the table in the right corner.
Courtney's eyes followed Elizabeth's finger. Widening her eyes, she looked at the graying man and couldn't believe her eyes. Walking over to the man, she asked quietly, "What can I get for you?"
The man looked up and his eyes shot open, "Courtney?"
Courtney couldn't believe it. Her eyes filling with tears, she nodded, "Daddy?"
The young blonde woman stepped out of the taxi. Handing the taxi driver some change, she slammed the door behind her muttering: "Smell you later, Stinky."
'Welcome to Port Charles,' the blonde thought. She sighed. There was something in this town that sent chills down her spine. Her father lived here before he came to live with her mother and her. but that was before. he died.
Taking a look around her, she spotted a quaint diner to her left. Picking up her suitcase, she looked at the sign. "Kelly's," she said quietly. Shrugging, she opened the door and entered.
She took a seat in the corner of the restaurant and looked around. It wasn't quite busy this hour. The girl looked down at her watch. Laughing quietly to herself, she thought, 'It shouldn't be. It's almost midnight!'
A brunette came to the table holding a pad of paper. Smiling, she asked, "What can I get for you today?"
The blonde shook her head, "Nothing but coffee. Black, please."
The brunette nodded, writing the order down on her pad. Looking at the girl, she asked, "You new in town?"
The blonde nodded politely, "Yeah. Actually, I'm looking for a place to stay. Do you know any places that are cheap?"
The brunette nodded, "Actually, upstairs we have rooms. I'll go get the owner for you and she can rent you a room." The brunette started to turn around when she quickly said, "I'm Elizabeth by the way."
The blonde smiled, "Thanks, I'm Courtney."
Elizabeth smiled and walked away. Soon returning with her coffee, Elizabeth also brought Bobbie with her.
"Courtney, this is Bobbie. She's the owner of this place," Elizabeth said, introducing the two.
Courtney smiled at the red head, "It's nice to meet you, Bobbie."
Bobbie smiled, "The pleasure's mine. I heard you were looking for a room."
"Yes. Do you have any vacancy?" Courtney asked the nice woman politely.
Bobbie nodded, "Yes, we do. And can I ask you something?"
"Shoot," Courtney said.
"We're looking for a new waitress here, do you think you could manage?" Bobbie asked hopefully.
Courtney looked down at her coffee and laughed a little, "You must have been reading my mind because I was just about to ask you that. I'd love to waitress here! I really need a job!"
Bobbie clapped her hands together, "Great! Here's you keys. Your room 3." She handed Courtney her room keys and walked back behind the counter.
Courtney smiled to herself. Leaving some change on her table for her coffee, she made her way up to her room. It was a small room, but quite cozy. Looking out the window, she sighed. She was looking out on the pier. What a great view it was!
Depositing her bag on the floor, she sat on the bed. Realizing how exhausted she was, she decided that she would go to bed. Finding out what type of man her father was would come tomorrow. Right now, she needed her rest.
The next morning.
Courtney walked down the stairs and quickly put on her apron. Smiling at Elizabeth, she greeted, "Good morning. I'm sorry I'm late. I had rough night last night!"
Elizabeth waved her hand, "It's still early. The crowd doesn't usually come until nine-thirty."
Courtney nodded. She wasn't sure if she trusted the whole polite act that this Elizabeth girl was playing. Shaking the thought out of her head, she looked up as she heard someone enter. She nearly fainted when she saw him.
He was about six-feet tall - give or take - with the most amazing body. Through his shirt, she could see how the ripples where beneath his washboard stomach was. His hair was light brown and spiked and his eyes were amazing. Even from the place she stood, she could see how amazingly blue they were. She saw him nod and smile at Elizabeth.
Quickly she turned to the brunette and asked, "Who is that?"
Elizabeth looked at Courtney strangely. Snapping, she told her, "That's Jason Morgan."
Courtney was taken aback by Elizabeth's rudeness. "Whoa! Did I hit a nerve? I just think he's drop dead gorgeous!" Courtney said, laughing a little.
Elizabeth shook her head, not laughing, "He's my boyfriend."
Courtney nearly choked on her coffee that she had poured herself. "Your what?!"
"What wrong, sweetie? Can't have him?" The petite brunette sneered.
Courtney shook her head, "He just. I don't know. doesn't look like the type that would fall for someone like you." She was already not liking the woman in front of her.
"Let's cut the crap, Courtney. Why did you really come to this town? I mean there's not much in Port Charles," Elizabeth asked her, folding her arms across her chest.
Courtney exhaled loudly, "Because I'm here to find out on some family that I left behind."
"Like who," Elizabeth scoffed leaning on the counter.
Courtney shrugged, "My dead father, Mike Corbin."
Elizabeth's mouth dropped, "Mike?"
Courtney smiled sarcastically, "Yeah, genius! I just said that!"
Elizabeth shook her head, "Oh Courtney, Mike's not dead. He's very much alive." Elizabeth pointed to the table in the right corner.
Courtney's eyes followed Elizabeth's finger. Widening her eyes, she looked at the graying man and couldn't believe her eyes. Walking over to the man, she asked quietly, "What can I get for you?"
The man looked up and his eyes shot open, "Courtney?"
Courtney couldn't believe it. Her eyes filling with tears, she nodded, "Daddy?"
